Recipes

OK people, you asked for it, you got it. No, not a picture of me Tebowing in my kitchen (it really was a request), although I have assumed that position on numerous occasions when a souffle went kaput on me, but that’s beside the point (like I ever really have a ...

It's hot as Hades up in here, and I must say, bring it on! I’m in the air conditioning, of course, but bring it...

They say true love is hard to find, but I must say I have never met a chocolate I didn’t truly love. I would never say I wouldn’t snag up a Hershey bar every now and then, just because a chocolate snob might be mortified, but I must admit, I do like good, quality ...

Yippe! I got an invitation to a pool party from a lovely Boulder Weekly reader. They remembered my request for a boat ride last year and thought this was the next best thing. How nice was that? It did however, just like my bikini, come with strings attached. You ...

Yes my friends, the time has come. A whole month of pumpkin desserts...

This week, I decided to talk about something dear to my heart: getting laid. This recipe is the ultimate time-to-take-things-to-the-bone-zone meal, unless you’re cooking for your family — in that case, I say, do not cook this particular recipe. It’s just too powerful...

Is it wrong to use words like yummy, yummers, nummers and the oh-so-widely-used phrase “yummers in the tummers...

I read something the other day that began to the tune of: “The new fad is cheap cuts, slow-cooked and elegantly presented...

Holy pumpkin patch picking! My hands are orange, and my house is freakin’ adorable...

So, I would like to comment on the flood (OK, more a drizzle than a flood) of remarks I got from last week’s rustic cheddar and apple pie...

So, summer is here, according to the calendar, with 90-degree temperatures and the chocolate slowly and surely melting in my cupboard. I guess back in the day Colorado homes didn’t need air conditioning. (So why would we need it now? So glad I fell for that one...

Some people like Cheerios in the morning, some like their eggs. Me, I’m a sucker for bread — any kind will do...